#Harkan spinner

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can you do more about Harkan?? he’s so hhhhhh - well you know and could you maybe do a gender neutral reader?

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR TOO LONG, but now, here’s a quick Harkan fic, enjoy deepthroating his massive spider cock

“Ill ask again, when am I getting paid?” Harkan leaned two of his elbows on the table, a scowl on his face as he listened to the wimpy sap on the other end of the line.

“Something came up, but Harkan you know me,” said a scratchy voice on the other end, followed by the sound of a gun cocking. “I won’t leave you out in the cold, I always pay ya.”

“But I have to be paid at a specific goddamn time,” Harkan hissed through gritted teeth. “I have rules for this shit. And I know you have the money. For the love of god it’s like you’re intentionally trying to piss me off.”

“I’ll get the cash from this hit, and I’ll drop off the money tomorrow.”

“If it’s not there tomorrow at 11 pm, I’ll beat you to death,” Harkan said. “Or even worse, I’ll stop doing business with ya. Keep that in mind.” With that, Harkan hung up, rubbing his temples with a deep and exhausted sigh. It was only then that he realized that his legs were closed too tight together, your head right in between them as you took in a deep breath. You felt lightheaded, looking down at the massive cock that just seconds ago had gone down your throat. Your head spun, breath hot, looking up at Harkan with half lidded eyes.

“Oh kitten,” Harkan stared down at you, a coy smirk on his face. “I didn’t expect you to swallow all of me~. So generous, taking care of me while I’m stressed.”

“Y-yes sir…” you muttered with a shaky voice, pressing your lips against his girthy cock as you kissed from the head to the base. In one hand, Harkan gripped his cock, stroking it while the other pressed your face to his massive balls. Immediately you opened your mouth to try and fit as much of him in it, Harkan silently humming to himself, while stroking his own cock.

“God I needed this…” he said with a heavy sigh, his face dropping even further when he saw his phone ring.

“Yes, what is it?” He picked up, not slowing his pace down from stroking his cock, so you brought your hands up to massage and squeeze at his nuts, so big they could barely fit in your hand. You saw Harkan visibly tense up, or at least his legs tensing up under the desk. He seemed close.

“Yeah, yeah, what time do I gotta be there? Keep in mind I gotta meet a client at 11 pm tomorrow. Right now, I- I...” He sucked in air through his teeth, gripping his cock tighter while you felt his balls tense up against your mouth and hand.

“I’m��in the office right now…s-slow day, slow day…” he grunted. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine, I’m fine…” You brought your lips back up to his cock, and tried to be as bold as you could. As big of a size it was, you went back to bringing his coco as deep down your throat as you could, and Harkan let go of his cock in pure shock and pleasure. It seemed he was losing his composure.

“That’s a good time- that’s a good time…” he stuttered. “Y-yeah yeah, I can- I can…” Harkan gripped his desk as he came right down your throat, and he made sure to hold you there, still trying to hold his composure while talking on the phone.

“Hold up, can I put you on hold?” Harkan huffed, muting himself before looking right down at you, a scowl on his face.

“You did that on purpose you little whore,” he said, gripping your head and giving you oh do little chance to breathe, forcing you to swallow as much of him as you could. Dazed, flushed, unable to breathe, but still oh satisfied. “But goddamn, that felt good…stay right there, see how long it takes before you pass out on my cock.” With two hands still on your head, your vision getting blurry, Harkan went back to the phone, thighs pressed on either side of your head.

“Apologies, continue, I’ve got all the time in the world.”

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OH MY GOD THESE ARE SUCH NICE SKETCHES AHHH❤️❤️❤️❤️ I RLY RLY APPRECIATE THESE THEY LOOK SO GOOOOOOD

Harkan Spinner, a rather charming and playful fellow, drawn for @cuppimagines (I managed to find time between school stuff to draw this so oof, but uh yeah I am a major fan of this fellow). Pretend in that second one he’s looking at someone cute just off the page.

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Harkan face reveal ❤️

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So sorry for the inactivity, life got in the way and I’ve been slow on updating here

To make up, have Harkan + his boss’s son who he at best tolerates

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If you have time, could you please do something with Harkan comforting a lover after a long and tiresome day? You can pick the medium

OOO I WENT WITH WRITTEN THIS TIME, a quick SFW fic with Harkan so I hope you like it!!

You shouldn’t be surprised seeing Harkan in your apartment, but you were, and too tired to do anything about it.

“Hey there sweetheart,” he was sat on your couch with a beer in one hand and a phone in one of his others. “Sorry for barging in all of a sudden, I wanted to ditch a meeting with the boss.”

“I...well I don’t have time to kick you out...” you mumbled, putting your stuff down at the entrance of the door. Harkan noticed your tone of voice. Dejected, tired, ready to give up. He turned his head, and got up from the couch.

“What’s wrong kitten?” He asked.

“The usual, but now I’m thinking of quitting my shithole job,” you sighed. “I’m sick of that dumb restaurant.”

“Kitten, oh sweetheart...” Harkan crossed both his pairs of arms. “You need to. I think now I gotta help you at this point find a new job. You know I got a lot of connections, and I can get you a job where you don’t have to worry about...yanno the danger of my work.”

“I think now...of all times, I wanna take your offer,” you looked up at him. “I just always feel bad if I were to come to you for help. I shouldn’t take advantage of you like-“

“I’ll stop you there...” he placed a finger to your lips. “I like you, I wanna see you happy. You feel the same about me.” Harkan picked you up bridal style. “Now come on, let’s get you off your feet.”

“Harkan...” you couldn’t help but smile and nuzzle against his chest. “Oh you always know what to say...mmm...” took in a deep breath. “Your cologne smells nice today.”

“Better than the cigar smell Huh?” Harkan went into your kitchen to start making you a simple latter with his free arms.

“I like that smell to be honest...” you muttered. “It’s very you, yanno?”

“Heh, you’re so cute, kitten...” he leaned down to kiss your forehead. “And you smell like food.”

“I’ll shower don’t worry.”

“I could join you, yanno?” He laughed.

“You’re way too big for my shower, that’s a no go,” you kissed his chin in return.

“Alright alright, not today, but when you come over to my place!” Once Harkan finished, he sat back down on the couch with you, before handing you your latte.

“Just relax, okay?” He said.

“I will...thank you...” you smiled. Harkan smiled back, and let the tv run background noise for the two of you. He really did care about you. This was just a fraction of how much he wanted to pamper you, so long as you let him.

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The anon who loves Harkan’s ass has a special place here on this blog

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Psst, hey Cupp. Trans dude here who just had a really long day and has been really physically out of it. If you have time, could you maybe write something with a trans dude and Harkan maybe having a gentle moment or something? Doesn't need to be nsft, I would just really like to read something sweet and soft with this guy.

OH MUCH OBLIGED ACTUALLY, here’s a short piece

It’s been a while since you’ve been at Harkan’s place. You didn’t realize selling illegal guns and gun parts to the mob could be this ludicrous, but you should’ve expected that sooner. Harkan had a bottle of bourbon clutched in one hand, and a packet of cigars in another.

“You can drink now, right?” He asked as he entered the condo and placed the bottle of bourbon at the bar.

“Probably not, no,” you shook your head. “I mean, better safe than sorry, but it’s nice to have some energy back again.” Harkan walked back over to you and gave you a few kisses across the neck.

“I’m glad surgery went well,” he said. “But you know I’m still pissed off at you, right?” You laughed and pushed him away.

“I had the money saved up for that, it’s not my fault we started to date when I was nearly saved up completely,” you said.

“Oh blah blah blah a bunch no fuckin excuse now come here!” Harkan grabbed you and wrapped you up in a hug with all four arms, but he heard you wincing in pain and immediately put you back down.

“Sorry. Sorry, gotta take it slow,” he said.

“Y-yeah...” you mumbled. “Easy on me aight?”

“Of course hon,” he wrapped an arm around you, and lead you down to the bar.

“Guess I might as well make something non alcoholic for myself. What about you?” You got behind the bar and went to start making something.

“A Manhattan, with the new stuff I bought,” he said.

“If you say so,” you smiled and got to work. It was an easy drink, usually Harkan asked you to make more fancy intricate stuff when it was just the two of you together. You didn’t mind, in fact making a drink for him versus making drinks for a bunch of strangers felt different.

“Say Harkan, I’m starting to think that you just started to date me for a free cocktail every now and then,” you joked.

“Oh that’s a lie and you know it!” He took the drink as soon as you finished it, but didn’t immediately drink it. “Come on, how about I tip you for it, just this once?”

“Mmm...alright fine, pay up pal,” you held open a hand for the cash, but instead, he grabbed you by the wrist, and pulled you in to give you a nice long kiss. Surprised but not angry, you leaned into the kiss, holding the sides of his face before he pulled back.

“Was that enough for the drink?” He asked in a low husky voice.

“For now, yeah,” you smirked. “Probably not next time~.”

[cuppimagines]

Honestly I would absolutely eat Harkan out, worship his ass. Like you don't even understand

OH YOU DONT SAAAAY~? (There’s art down below)

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Why did you have to make Harkan so handsome, why did you make such a Daddy😩!

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I should probably write some stuff about Harkan and the position of his job

He’s an illegal arms trafficker, or at least, a salesman who gets a cut of the profit from folks who give him the tools to sell. It would be a pretty cushy easy job compared to most who actually have to bring the weapons overseas, but right now his biggest clients in the city is a large mob group, the Lepido family (more on them eventually) whose current task is going scorched earth and pretty much taking down any other family no matter how strong their opponent is, so they’re hated as much as they are feared 

Harkan tries to remain neutral, but his loyalty is to whoever can give him the most cash

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Hi I'm currently dying trying to make this older guy with GIANT hands fuck me and your blog is like. killing me rn. Can we have some more imagines that have literally anything to do with big hands 🥺 I just want some big burly mobster w giant thick ass fingers to make me cum so hard i cry

I KINDA went really indulgent with this one, I had a TON of fun writing it which is probably why it came out as quickly as it did, SO I hope you like it too

Back straight, head held up, arms behind your back, but you were still shaking in your heels. The room smelled of cigar smoke, and the man in front of you toon the cigar from his mouth and put it out in an ashtray nearby. With his...second pair of arms. Not only was he a shady arms dealer that you were hunting down for months, but also a four armed, eight eyed dark grey spider with biceps bigger than your head on all four arms. His name was Harkan Spinner, and you found him alright, but now he had you right where he wanted you.

“So...” Harkan leaned against his desk. “What’s a cute little private eye doing getting in over their head? Did someone want you to find me? A pissed off colleague, a lonely betrayed friend?”

“I-well I uh...” you started to stutter. You had to find him because of a supposed loan he owed your client before jumping ship and taking business elsewhere in the country. But only now, standing in front of him did you realize that you didn’t know what to do now that you were here...He was huge, and could easily crush you under one thumb. Seeing the realization wash over you made Harkan let out a condescending laugh.

“I actually don’t care, I’m sure there are tons of people who hate me, but I didn’t expect any of them to send a rookie detective,” his eight eyes all glared you up and down. “Especially not one so cute, cute enough to eat I might add...” he stood up, and even with him getting closer to you, you didn’t run, instead looked up at him as you felt your face flush red hot.

“I’m not here to force anything, but my client knows your location, and so will be needing your lo- your Uh...” you got distracted when he put his hand on your shoulder, and pulled you even closer.

“You and I both know I won’t do that, because I really don’t give a shit,” he smirked. “But I will thank this “client” that you keep choosing not to name. I love the entertainment he sent me.” You stopped staring at him only to start staring at his hands. Along with the rest of him, Harkan’s hands were so large, you felt that if he squeezed your shoulder just a little bit harder it would shatter. And the thought made you very intimidated, but excited at the idea.

“Are you looking at something?” He asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Did something catch your eye little one?” His hand moved from your shoulder, right up to grabbing your face, with two of his hands holding your waist.

“Use your words kitten,” he smirked. He made you stare right up at him, and you could feel your body shake even more. He was so big...so cocky and sure of himself. You’d be angry at him but instead you were drawn to him.

“Y-your hands are...”

“Big?” His thumb gently rubbed your cheek. “And I got more than two of em, wanna see what they can do, kitten~?”

“Yes! Please...!” You realized you answered way too quickly, almost immediately, and turned your head in embarrassment.

“That’s exactly what I wanna hear,” Harkan smiled. At that second, the hand on your cheek wrapped around your neck, and his free hand went to your face, two fingers gently placed up to your mouth.

“Open your mouth, kitten,” he demanded. Your parted your lips for his fingers, and almost immediately his fingers went to the back of your throat. Just two fingers felt so large they filled your mouth so much. Without a command, you started licking his fingers, wrapping your tongue around them and curling against them. You moaned and whimpered, and shuddered in his touch.

“Mmm...you’re so cute,” Harkan smiled. “And so eager too...keep sucking, those fingers are gonna be fucking you to tears very soon...” The thought made you melt in his touch, your thighs pressed together as your arms went up to grab his large wrist. It felt too soon when his fingers left your mouth, and his hand left your throat. His two fingers were slick with your saliva, and you could swear you were drooling in anticipation for what’s gonna happen next.

Very roughly, Harkan tossed you down onto his desk, and you felt his hand creep up your skirt, while one of his other hands grabbed your wrist.

“Legs spread, keep still, be a good girl,” Harkan smiled. He pulled your panties down, and put them to the side, before two of his slick fingers started rubbing up and down your folds. You moaned, looking up at him with pleasing eyes while you kept your legs nice and spread. You wanted it so badly...

“What did I say earlier kitten?” Harkan asked, his slick wet fingers still against your cunt. “Use your fuckin words.”

“Please!” You cried out. “Please Harkan, please I need this...”

“Good...such a good girl...” Harkan smirked down at you, before you felt only one of his large fingers push past your entrance and thrust up and down inside of you. Just ONE felt so large, practically the same size of a regular cock you’ve taken in the past, and that alone got you moaning loudly for him. So large, yet so gentle at first. He obviously didn’t wanna hurt you, and it felt so good.

“That feels so good, oh god...!” You moaned. “Ah...ah fuck...you’re doing so so good...”

“No need to tell me, kitten,” Harkan leaned down and kissed you, before you felt his two fingers slide into you, filling you up so good while his thumb rubbed your clit. If your hands were free at all, you’d grab him by the collar and keep him in the kiss, but you were at this large spider’s mercy, and he pulled away and looked down at your glazed over expression. Your moans were so heavenly to him, Harkan could barely look away from you, like he was admiring his work.

“Oh kitten...” he sucked his teeth. “No other lover is treating you well are they? Haven’t had someone finger you like this?” You didn’t even answer, just moaned loudly and squirmed in his grip. You bucked your hips against his fingers, as you felt him go deeper than your own fingers ever could until his knuckles couldn’t go any further. Your moans were absolute music to the large spider’s ears, a sweet melody that made his pants feel tighter and put a satisfied smirk on his face.

He was gentle, so gentle with you at first, but he slowly got rougher the more he gauged your arousal. You felt him thrusting his fingers in and out of you while a fourth hand rubbed circles into your clit. There was a soaking wet mess that was dripping onto the table, and your eyes were completely glazed over, but soon shot back to life as you arched your back and cried out. Harkan started to get real rough and fast with you, his fingers getting soaked down to the knuckle in your juices as he watched you beg and plead for more.

“Please, please oh god please!” You moaned out. “I need more, please it feels so good!”

“Shhh shh shh,” Harkan leaned down to kiss you. “I know you do, you’re such a good little kitten, I can feel it, you’re almost there, come on~!” You felt yourself tighten around his fingers, moving and bucking your hips like your life depended on it. You couldn’t take it anymore, you could feel yourself tip over the edge. In one final loud moan of his name, your pussy clenched around him and you felt your body twitch and spasm as you finally came, soaking your inner thighs, his fingers, the table underneath you.

When Harkan let you go you lay there limp and exhausted. You felt a mess but a good one, and Harkan sat back with a grin on his face admiring his work. You tried to sit up, and noticed a very large, impressive bulging in Harkan’s pants, and went to rub at it while looking up at him.

“Sh-should I...?” You muttered. He just grabbed your hand and gently pulled it away.

“No, no, I’d be way too much for you to handle, for now that is,” he said. “I had fun with you tonight though. I guess that means I’ll be a good citizen and pay what I owe, if your client comes and faces me like an adult.” Harkan looked down at his soaking wet fingers, and went up to lick them, moaning at the taste.

“Cute enough to eat...” he smirked, causing you to turn red and look away. He looked down at you and gave you a few gentle, loving kisses on the cheek and forehead.

“If you’re still in town tomorrow, I’ll visit,” he said. “In fact I’ll drive you back, there’s no way in hell the buses are still running at this hour, sound good?”

“Yeah, uh, thanks Harkan,” you smiled, as he lifted you up in his arms and carried you, exhausted to the exit of his office.

“Anytime, kitten.”

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Hey, I love that Harkan Spinner fellow. Please consider writing more with him. And tell him that he could do me up and call me kitten anytime. (That writing was so good!)

LOOKS LIKE we got our first soon to be recurring fella now